*Warning: If you find blog posts about sex and related topics offensive
then please do not read on, because this is what this post is all about. Deal
with it*
We have all heard of OkCupid; some
of us might even be on it, whether we like to admit it or not. I will not judge
you if OkCupid is your choice of online dating device, or if you choose to
online date. As a matter of fact I find the idea of online dating rather
fascinating, as it is hard for me to imagine how it could work successfully. In
saying so, however, I have to admit that I have some friends who have met their
significant other online and they seem perfectly nice and normal.
As some of
you may know I started a new job earlier this year. Doing PR properly has been
challenging and fun and I have learned a whole lot since graduation. My old
office was the perfect ground for trying new cupcake recipes and I used to bake
at least once a week. Joe in particular was always excited when I turned up to
work with an armful of colourful boxes.
I am sat at my big
worktable in a place I like to call my little paradise: our house in the south
of France. It’s been 4 days since I stepped of the plane from London and into
the peace and serenity of a place I call home. Bikini top and shorts, skin
glistening with sunscreen; it is 28 degrees and slightly cloudy today. Perfect
weather for writing. Except that, as might have been obvious by the lack of
posts, I have suffered from the worst writer’s block. Yes there have been times
when I have felt uninspired but never has the draught lasted aslong as this.